Remember how you once realized that the world was basically Nature’s toilet, regardless of where your property line may have been drawn? And then later you also realized that the world is also Nature’s boudoir? And then you realized that Nature gets up to some weird shit out there? Yeah. That’s what keeps me from getting work done.

Irish Breakfast.

A webcomicblogdiarything. By Emily. It gets its name from my two favorite beverages (tea and tea with whiskey in it), excesses of which lead to the adventures recorded in the comics. Slightly more detail is here. Or, just start from the very beginning.